Archive for March, 2012

Fun in the sun

Thursday, March 29th, 2012

At the weekend I went to Aviemore to meet up with some of my chums.  As it happened we struck it very lucky with the weather and ended up catching the sun (we had been worried we’d get snowed in!).  We were also lucky with our accommodation which was lovely, our chosen activities which were fab, and our company which worked well together as always!  In one weekend we managed to: feed reindeer, eat out, admire a castle on a loch, and have Sunday Lunch on a Steam train.  Oh and apparently my time in the hot tub on the Saturday added up to about 5.5 hours…oops!

All my photos are available at: http://www.flickr.com/photos/stupidgirl_no1/sets/72157629306012154/ but here’s some of my favourites!
Their mouths are sooo soft!
One of these beasts isn't a reindeer you know...
Traditional star jump
Babes in the Woods
Girly Sunday Lunch on a Steam Train

And the lesson I learned this weekend? That lying face down across a hot hub is an awesome sensation!
Maria didn't drown

Time flies…but missing someone doesn’t fade

Tuesday, March 20th, 2012

Strangely it came to my notice last week that it was the anniversary of my Grandad’s death this week, then it came to Mum’s notice yesterday – on the day.  I must admit I don’t mentally record the date of people’s passing, its sad enough missing them without drawing extra attention to it every year.  But its strange that Grandad’s was brought to both our attentions this year, and Mum realised its actually 18 years.  Golly.  It really doesn’t seem that long since we last saw him, he came to stay at Creagan for a holiday just before he died.  His last face to face words to my Mum were about always feeling loved when he was with her.

Anyway 18 years on and I still miss him tons and think of him often.  Funny how little things trigger it – like an actor having the same eyes, or Owen suddenly looking like him.  Also funny that its come to my attention when I’ve been thinking of him lots recently as my work is taking me to Perth Races this summer.  Grandad loved horse racing, indeed he was watching it and checking the results in the paper when he “fell asleep”.

The other wee co-incidence is that I found a picture of him last time I was at my parent’s home, and I was unpacking it this weekend so I’d like to share it with you, its from his 80th birthday – all those years ago!

My Grandad and his second wife - my Nanny-Pops!

RIP Archie Holder, love you always xx

Mother’s Day

Monday, March 19th, 2012

Last week was a bit tiresome.  Poor Owen caught a virus at his wee chum’s birthday party the weekend before.
Huge bouncy castle and glitter ball

So he was off nursery, and Bryan and I had to juggle who stayed with him between our work commitments.  Not easy as I had functions on Monday evening, Tuesday lunchtime, Wednesday evening and Thursday lunchtime.  By Friday I was glad to stay home the entire day!

Poor wee Owen really wasn’t himself – huge temperature, runny bum and nose, off his food.  Then on Wednesday Bryan came down with it too!  Yikes!  This was my Wednesday afternoon…
Sick boy position

On Saturday Owen was a bit perkier so I took him off to Doonies Farm so that Bryan could have some time alone – and I was hopeful we’d see some lambs (we didn’t *sigh*).
Owen offers the pig a piece of carrot, just the one

However we did manage to have a nice Mother’s Day as a family.  It was a glorious day up here so we went down to the beach and had a picnic lunch and Owen collected shells and we made a pattern with them in the sunshine.
Ernest worker
Shell picture

My special treat was that Bryan cooked us a roast beef and Yorkshire pud dinner, with chocolate cake for dinner.  Yum.  Then when dropping Owen at nursery this morning I found a wonderful piece of artwork in the form of a Mother’s Day card.  I presume he made it before being off sick, but I’ll need to check that when I pick him up…!

Mother’s Day got me thinking though, about how ace it is to be a Mum.  I had a sad wee think about Bryan’s Mum who is sadly missed, and about my 2 wee babies that were not to be and didn’t make it past being embryos. 

Just one look at wee Owen when he smiles his gorgeous smile and nothing else in the world really matters (sorry everyone else!).  Amazing the bond between mother and child – alarming and fantastic.  Lots of my friends were posting photos of the presents and cards they got but I have to admit I got the best present I could ever get when Bryan handed me our little gooey newborn baby.  Love you always and forever my family.

Old man

Tuesday, March 13th, 2012

Owen is really growing up amazingly fast.  Almost 2.5 years old already he has nappy trained himself and chosen a career…

Owen the Pirate

Excited much?!

Tuesday, March 13th, 2012

Well I have to admit to being very excited, I have been introduced to a lovely lady who has said I can be a reviewer for her website.  This means….FREE CONCERT TICKETS!!!!  It’s like heaven or something, hurrah!  Of course I have to try and write good stuff for her so she keeps “using me” so to speak.  Fingers crossed.  The theatre reviewing I used to do was good practice, plus we recently had a seminar at work called Proof Reading for Professionals that I attended.  So it has to be said I’m trying!  My first review is on the website at: http://www.game-shot.com/index2.php#/info1/1/  Yes I went to see The Wanted, for free, in good seats, with my fab chum Gill.  We may have screamed a bit at young boys…
The Wanted go up on a platform